Bitter Cold

[from casstastrophe.com blog]

Well.. I finally did it .. I fell! OUCH! I slipped on some ice at the front of my apartment building and fell down the 4 or 5 steps to the front door. Of course I was carrying groceries and coffee and my purse and EVERYTHING went flying! To my pride though, I didn't spill the coffees! But it hurt so bad, that I couldn't even get to my own two feet and I had to use the cell to call my bf and have him come help me up! I felt SOO silly! The leg has some minor surface wounds, but appears to have swollen up nicely -- at least I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday, he'll know what to do!!!

Thats all for now. See you on the other side.

Journal entry #6

Well, it certainly has been AGES since I last updated this page. It's been a crazy run of things since July.. what with trying to get accepted for ODSP and finally getting to the right meeting with the right person to fill out the right paperwork and being accepted as of April!! so now I've got financial things sorted out, it's just my HEAD I need to work around!

I'm taking a trip in December to go visit my daddy in Kansas and I'm really looking forward to it, I'm super excited! I wish someone were coming with me, so I don't have to be alone on the airplane (I'm still a little afraid of flying after the Cali incident) but other than that, I think I WANT to go alone, so that I can spend some real quality time with my daddy!

whoops! people are back now and I hate being on the computer when there are lotsa ppl here.. so I'm gunna go ......... MAYBE I'll remember to update this page more often now :)

Flat

She looked out or rather, she saw.  For how could she look out if all was flat.  How long had she believed this? Fifteen minutes, fifteen years, fifteen million years... she didn't know.  Did she even believe in flatness?  Or, and this'll really get you, did she believe in anything at all?

*Brain Freeze*

Fifteen minutes later (or was it 7?) and back on the track.

All she could see was on a flat dimensional screen before her.  Her arms, her body, the bodies of those around her, the wall, the device upon which she now recorded her thoughts with what appeared to be fingers in this massive swirl of colour and misconceptions.  Depth. What was depth.  Intricate three-dimensional programming inside her master algorithm.  Merely a set of numbers patterned to be this Being.  She "looked out" a pair of eyes she had been pre-programmed to believe in upon initialization (birth).

*Brain Freeze*

Fifteen minutes later (or was it years?) and back on track.

How could she possibly explain this to others.  What was the point of explaining it to others if there were none other than her?  Maybe an inner need to sort it out and explain it to herself.  Was she playing a game?  Errrghhhhh..

*Brain Lock* ...... thought process paused.

Journal entry #5


Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?

Yeah, so .. its been an exciting day and, I'm glad I'm alive and may "Bob" be with you .... or something.. *shrug*

Journal entry #4

Sucker love.... another love I would abuse .. no circumstances could excuse ..... too much poison come undone .... every me and every you ....

err.. yeah, hi .. headphones are too loud to think, sorry.

What've I been doing lately? Well.. I took a course with the satellite school about File System Management with Windows98 .. it was quite pathetic and I created this li'l dity while in class.... thats' about all I've done this week .. exciting me... *shrug*

Journal entry #3

Well.. once, a long time ago, in the foggy edges of the World Wide Web... I used to update my page almost daily... I'm going to link some of those old logs soon.. if I ever get up the effort to bother......... I guess that's just the things, I never seem to care about my page lately, cuz I don't think anyone is reading it... and I don't really have anything to say.

Journal entry #2

I dug this site out of the cobwebbed confines of my Personal Computer. I have this vision in my mind of what I'd LIKE my new site to look like, but I cant quite grasp the programming and graphics capabilities needed to create it. So for now, dust will do and I'll digress........... or something! :)

Times have changed! I am now living in my own apartment in Orangeville with a roommate who you might know from the cam as SideShowKyle ...... things are going well.. we hang out and have good times and I get to spend time focusing on my passions.

my only problem is, I keep having the amazing literary conceptions and when I sit down in front of my writing implements, nothing comes out. There's cloggage! I am reading this great book right now and I just can't get enough of it, so I started reading a cheap fiction novel that apparently made it onto Oprah's Club list ................... 2 books is always better than one ..... and towels are so much fun!

Speaking of towels, where's mine?! It's bloody fckn hawt in here and I'm sweating up a storm! ghawd damnitall to heck and back! :P~ someone turn down the thermostat! ... okay, taking off for now, no more mental drainage left and little flashing things saying I have msgs from live stimulus! cyz :)